"Senior Brother, does this wine have a name?"
Lu Qing did not hesitate to ask.
He could vaguely sense an incomparably pure Dao Rhyme within the wine.
It seemed illusory yet real, somewhat like the hazy sensation of a Primordial Spirit leaving the body and wandering through the vast worlds.
Had a cultivator brewed such spiritual wine, Lu Qing would not have found it strange.
But for even Senior Brother Wang before him to know of it, its maker was merely a mortal.
Lu Qing was indeed rather surprised.
"Junior Brother is truly perceptive. This spiritual wine is called Drunk on the Human World."
"Though it is not strong liquor, it can subtly raise one's spirituality by a few degrees."
Wang Chunfeng introduced it.
So that was it.
In an instant, Lu Qing understood the nature of this wine.
Or rather, this was not truly wine at all, but the Mortal Realm brewed by that Wine Immortal of the Mortal Realm.
It was not wine born of Heaven and Earth, but merely the Mortal World as seen through one person's eyes.
"Then it is no wonder Dao Rhyme emerged from it."
When skill approached the Dao.
He had not expected to encounter it here by a twist of fate.
Lu Qing lifted his wine cup, and strands of Dao Rhyme drifted through the wine.
As it entered his mouth, what he felt was not the touch of wine.
Instead, threads of the myriad lives and Mortal Worlds seen through another's eyes reflected before his gaze.
In that instant, Lu Qing gathered away a trace of Red Dust Qi from his eyes.
"Senior Brother's wine is excellent. It seems Junior Brother has come at a fortunate time today."
Lu Qing praised it.
Wang Chunfeng was delighted as well.
Though he had